Yesterday. I have two friends born on the same day; we all, strangely, had somewhat disappointing birthdays this year. I learned that the gig I was half-banking on early next year isn't going to happen (not for me anyhow). On the upside of the 40 or so replies to my silly email that I sent out, I did get $20 in return towards the purchase of a stand mixer. That's two dozen cookies I need to bake.
I'm a bit too hungover to start my sewing project. I wouldn't want to make an errant cut in the fabric... or possibly sew my fingers into it.